Dreamer, you stupid little dreamer, so now you put your head in your hands oh no!

November 6, 2005: Australia defeats the West Indies by 379 runs to win the First Test at The Gabba. Now let's go back thirty years.

November 1975. Quite a month. Indonesia invaded Portuguese Timor. Morocco invaded Western Sahara. Even in Australia, a democratically-elected government was overthrown. Yes, quite a month. Supertramp invaded my brain, staying in control until after Christmas when they were flushed out by the arrival of the Queen's most potent weapon, Bohemian Rhapsody.

(Yes folks, I Was A Teenage Supertramp Fan.)

But there were other matters of national importance in Australia in November 1975: the defence of the Frank Worrell Trophy. Clive Lloyd's West Indians came full of hope of putting on a good show against a powerful, but aging Australian lineup. In the end they were thumped 5-1 (ah yes, a six Test series, and only one of those pesky one-dayers). But there are few Test series of which I have memories as fond as for this one. It just didn't feel so one-sided.

It was a team with so many legendary veterans - Lloyd, Fredericks, Gibbs, Murray - but two youngsters by the names of Gordon Greenidge and Michael Holding were both playing like shite and couldn't hold their places in the eleven. And Vivian Richards didn't click until he was promoted to opener (in place of Greenidge) late in the series.

Let's return to 2005. The West Indies have been demoted to a three-Test series in Australia, but only the most canny meteorologist would suggest anything other than a 3-0 drubbing at this point. Does this crop of Windians have its own Greenidge and Holding? Or is West Indies cricket as relevant today as a Supertramp 45, or indeed, a Richie Benaud safari jacket from his Reuben F Scarf commercials of that summer?